Another story from Kelli. Enjoy!
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Jason was going out with his girlfriend that Friday night, so when Tommy called and asked me out, I quickly accepted. I liked Tommy and especially liked his long cock! There was little doubt that we'd go somewhere to fuck and suck after dinner, if there were even to be a dinner. But I was confident that he wasn't such a jerk as to fail to feed me, for god's sake. I mean, c'mon, wasn't a good blowjob worth the price of a simple meal?
I was taking my time getting ready for the date. Mom and Dad had gone out for an early dinner but they were due back just before Tommy was to pick me up. They weren't all that agreeable about me dating Tommy or anyone else for that matter, but they liked him better than some other guys that I knew. And also, even though he had a long, beautiful cock and loved sex, he had the appearance of nice, clean-cut boy. That went a long way to settling my parents' concerns. Little did they know!
I was dressed and ready for the date. I had on a nice conservative skirt and blouse with low-heeled pumps. I didn't wear panty hose because they always got in the way of enjoyable petting and intimate caressing β can't have anything hindering that, now, could we? I watched the headlights coming down the long drive to our house, but couldn't tell if it was Mom and Dad or Tommy. I just stood there and watched.
I opened the door for Mom and Dad, smiling happily. "Hi." I said as they walked into the house. "How was dinner?"
Dad chuckled and glanced at Mom. "Squirt, your mother is a fun dinner date."
"Now don't you start up again!" Mom said, but was trying to hide a smile. She turned to me and asked, "What would you do, honey, if the waitress brought something that you didn't order?"
I glanced at Dad, but said, "Well, I'd tell her what she'd done and ...well, ask her to bring me what I'd ordered."
Dad grinned at me. "Yeah, that's good, Squirt, but what if the food she brought was better than what you'd ordered, and she suggested that if you wanted it, it would be free?"
Uh-oh, I thought, and grinned at Dad. Then looking at Mom, I said, "Well, if it looked good, I'd probably accept it. I mean, hey, it's free, right?"
Mom looked at me for a moment, then turned and walked off. "Kelli, you're just like your father ...two peas in a pod, for god's sake."
I didn't usually get into their arguments or discussions, but sometimes they'd draw me in like that. Neither used me as a power play, it was more like joining in on the humor of the situations. I'd always been a happy-go-lucky person and I always sought out the humor in things. Arguments or heated discussions notwithstanding. Dad and I usually were in agreement in arguments, so Mom seldom called me into the discussions. But Dad would often use me to provide humorous relief wherever possible ...and get him out of any difficulty.
We all heard the car pull up out front. Dad looked at me, then said, "Tommy, huh?"
"Oh, Daddy, he's a nice guy ...really. You'd like him if you'd just try."
"I'd like him a lot better if he were in South America." Dad said, but grinned at me.
I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Daddy, he's nice ...and we're just going for a burger and fries or something ...maybe a movie if he has enough money."
Daddy kissed me. "Be careful, Squirt ...and don't be late, okay?"
On the way out the door, I yelled back, "Don't worry, Dad, I won't be late ...and, yeah, we'll be careful."
Tommy stayed sitting in the driver seat, which was unusual. So I opened my own door and slid onto the passenger seat. "Hi," I said happily, smiling at him. And that's when I saw it. His long cock was out of his pants and standing straight up and hard as a rock!
"Oh, man," I said and laughed. "What the hell's with that ...you can't be that damned horny, Tommy!"
He smirked at me. With one hand on the wheel, he stroked his big cock, bending it over toward me. "On the way over, I was thinking about you and ...well, it just got hard." He glanced at me and grinned. "Hurt so bad I had to take it out!"
I laughed and looked again at the big, hard shaft. Geez, it looked so good standing up at attention ...more like trying to get attention! And it sure got my attention! Tommy had the longest cock in the school if one believed all of the rumors. As a good friend of my first lover, Tommy and I had enjoyed several sexual encounters. He wasn't the world's greatest lover, but his big cock was a joy to suck on and play with and fuck.
I tried to resist the urges and actually held out for ...oh, two whole minutes or so! I slid over against the center console and reached down for the big, hard dick. He groaned as my hand made contact, grinning happily. "What the hell are you gonna' do with that thing when we get to the restaurant?" I asked, stroking the hardness.
"Well, I thought ...well, after this happened, I thought we'd just swing by Macdonald's and ...well, go through the drive-thru."
I looked at him and tried to frown seriously even though I was almost laughing inside. "So what you're saying is ...well, like, a good blowjob and sex is only worth something like a Happy Meal and fries?"
He turned and looked at me. "Oh, god, ...no, Kelli! No, I don't mean that, for god's sake! I just ...we ...ahh, what the hell am I gonna' do?"
I was by then stroking slowly up and down the shaft. The sensation was like velvet wrapped around a steel pipe ...only warmer. On the up-stroke, I let my thumb or my index finger loop up over and onto the smooth head of the big cock. And each time I did it, he'd moan softly and the big cock would pulse or jerk in my hand.